Category Archives: Friends

“Two dangers constantly threaten the world: order and disorder.” Paul Valery

  Everything in its Place I want a clean and orderly place to sit and think, or make a thing. I want an unstained and fur free couch to watch The Doctor or turn a page. I want an unmuddled and chaos free desk to sit and write  or play at being a movie maestro. I want a sterile and… (more…)

Yes it’s this again

I have two weeks until Max Raabe in Dallas. I’m guessing nearly everyone is over hearing how crazed I am about he and his orchestra.       And This       Good god, I love them both. I love Nena. I always have. I have NEVER EVER listened to the English side of the record. I adore her… (more…)

The Year of the End of the World with Thanks

I’ve been gone awhile. The year ended roughly for me but more roughly for my family. My husband’s father died and his current wife neglected to tell him There is SO MUCH I’d like to say about that, that I”d like to DO about that. But we’ll just leave the fact that she DIDN’T tell two of his sons about… (more…)

Cleanliness is next to impossible!

  Better get this up there quick. Getting down to the wire because I/we’ve been cleaning and cooking all day. I swear that child walks around the house with jam on her hands and arms akimbo making a kids high streak around the entire house. Thank god for magic erasers. The orange cranberry sauce is made as are the pumpkin… (more…)

Where words fail, music speaks ~ Hans Christian Anderson

The suggestion for today (or do I call it blog topic or writing prompt ) is what is  your secret or not so secret passion. Oh dear. You know what you have to hear about now don’t you? I’m so crazy about this thing, I’m temporarily changing my appearance for it. I’m so crazy about this thing that I’ve put… (more…)

What’s this? I don’t even

Right now, that is my favorite thing to say. I’m constantly shocked by well, everything. Which is strange considering my background. I’ve seen frightening things, dared myself to the edge of the roof, nearly thought I could fly a few times I am shocked by cruelty, when we were taught better in kindergarten. We were taught to pet the friend… (more…)

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